Uriel listened quietly as Pestilence spoke. Only after the horseman had fallen silent did he start his response.
"Angels in general know little about suffering, that is true," he said quietly. "They may think they do, but their sufferings are mild compared with true pain. However, by the time they experience that, they usually no more fall under the name of angels." Biting his lip, he closed his eyes for a moment. As he opened them again he didn't look at Pestilence, instead staring into the distance, only vaguely aware that he was hugging himself as if he were cold.
"My task is mine to fulfill, just like you have your own job nobody else could do as effectively. We all have been created to fit our position and tasks. Raphael did offer to help, but as of yet he probably doesn't even know what exactly is wrong with me. And you can help, too," he added as an afterthought.
"You said that everything happens for a reason, and that is true," he said quietly. "To this day I have never questioned His Plan, and I'm not about to do that now. However, it makes me think." Now, he finally turned to look Pestilence directly in the eye. "That night we... were together... must have had a reason too. However, what purpose could it serve when I don't even remember a thing? It also disturbs me that something like that has happened and I have no recollection of it. I should remember, and you're the one person who can help me unlock those memories." He allowed a weak smile to curl his lips. "Who knows? If I had good enough reasons to sleep with you once, I might actually do it again."
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Date: 2006-03-09 01:03 am (UTC)"Angels in general know little about suffering, that is true," he said quietly. "They may think they do, but their sufferings are mild compared with true pain. However, by the time they experience that, they usually no more fall under the name of angels." Biting his lip, he closed his eyes for a moment. As he opened them again he didn't look at Pestilence, instead staring into the distance, only vaguely aware that he was hugging himself as if he were cold.
"My task is mine to fulfill, just like you have your own job nobody else could do as effectively. We all have been created to fit our position and tasks. Raphael did offer to help, but as of yet he probably doesn't even know what exactly is wrong with me. And you can help, too," he added as an afterthought.
"You said that everything happens for a reason, and that is true," he said quietly. "To this day I have never questioned His Plan, and I'm not about to do that now. However, it makes me think." Now, he finally turned to look Pestilence directly in the eye. "That night we... were together... must have had a reason too. However, what purpose could it serve when I don't even remember a thing? It also disturbs me that something like that has happened and I have no recollection of it. I should remember, and you're the one person who can help me unlock those memories." He allowed a weak smile to curl his lips. "Who knows? If I had good enough reasons to sleep with you once, I might actually do it again."